Liar, Liar

I have thought about what it would be like to be able to simply tell the whole truth...uncensored for a day or even a week. The catch is, there would be no repercussions to said truth-telling in my little fantasy. It would not be about being cruel or unkind, but simply about allowing oneself, or giving oneself permission to say what needs to be said.

Oh yes, movies have been made about this. I am still waiting to see The Invention of Lying. I hear it is quite good. I did enjoy Liar, Liar.

I feel that so much goes unsaid by only a few. Some people say what they need to and so are in a better position, whether it be health wise or inter personally or job wise. Then there are those who, for whatever reason, whether new at a job, shy, afraid to upset others, too polite, I could go on, but you fill it in, do not say what they need to or ask the questions that they should and then end up resentful.

OK, fine, I have been in that position, but that is not the point....Ok, it might be my original, personal point, but for these purposes, I wondered what it would be like, not just for me in my life, but the bigger picture.

As I sit at this computer and ponder this thought, I realize that perhaps more bad than good would be the result. Yes, yes, I know we censor for a reason. I realize that. I did not mean telling people that they looked fat in their clothes, etc., but where would you draw the line. One person would find that unkind while another would think that helpful and being a good friend. Chaos would be the result.

I know.

Life's lessons. Right in front of us.

Blogger ate my post again!

Ok, I can take a hint!

Blogger is trying to tell me something, huh? Yesterday I wrote a whole post, hit publish and went on my way, thinking all was well. I ran off to yard duty to enjoy the kids and the last day of sunshine for a while before the rain hit.

When I logged back in I realized that blogger not only ate up my entry and spit it out....where, I don't know!

Doesn't really matter. I realize...I don't care.

Yikes. That is kind of bad. Or maybe it is kick back. Either way.

Anyway, I think I was just kind of going on about how my oldest boy is turning 13 on Friday and that I am just not ready for it. I am wishing I could turn time back a little bit. I do love each age and stage, but damn, time goes by so fast. My Mom warned me about this! 

Christiaan has turned into this amazing young man. I have always been  very proud of him, but, oh I don't know. He is a an A student, always getting first honors, which makes me proud, but more than that he is kind. He has heart. When I hear about how he looks out for his friends, I know he is becoming the kind of man I had hoped he would be.

Not that I think he needs to protect everyone,  but  he does....he just does. I keep hearing about this one kid who picks on other kids and Christiaan always steps in to protect those whom he bullies. He will not allow him to hurt anyone...not when he is around. 

Our school is pretty small, we have one class or each grade, it is K-8. We have approx 35 in each class, give or take (Catholic school) so it is kind of like a little family. These kids end up going to school all 9 nine years with the same kids, for the most part. My boy has branched out and found so many friends from other schools as well as from his Club basketball team and rugby team. It has been really something watching this kid blossom socially. 

I think being shy, as I am, I always worried that I would be a bad influence on my kids. I have worked very hard at not letting them see how shy how I am and not letting it influence who they are. It is painful being shy. I don't want that for them. It took me years to overcome it and sometimes it creeps up and bites me still. My youngest one can be shy. I just think he was born that way. I don't think I had anything to do with me, except, maybe whatever part of personality maybe be inherited.

Oh my, I do go off on tangents. If I am like this now, what will I be like when I am old?

Anyway, I have been thinking about my son so much this week. He is now taller than I am. I am not sure when that happened, but I think it just happened in the last week or two. 

His voice is getting even lower than it already was, which is something. He was born with this husky little deep voice and now he is getting this REALLY deep voice. 

All of my boys are growing so fast, but Christiaan is going to be applying to high school next year. High school goes by in the blink of an eye and then they are off to college. 

Sigh.

More Stuff

The weather has been beautiful in San Francisco the past week and today is no exception.

I  have yard duty at my boys' school today. I actually enjoy yard duty. I am glad that I can be there and hang out with them and watch them play. The kids are all great kids at the school, so it is actually a joy...especially on a beautiful, sunny day, like today.

I wish I had a full-time job, though. Friday is my oldest boys' birthday. He turns 13. He both wants and needs things. He wants rugby jerseys and some shoes and basketball items. I have probably mentioned more than once, that he is on a traveling rugby team and basketball team. His rugby team is apparently quite skilled. I did not know much about rugby before my son joined this team. Sometimes it is difficult to watch my son play as there is no protection other than a mouth guard. It is a very physical game. He loves this game and is quite good at it.

I have been measuring him against my height, almost obsessively lately, knowing that he will pass me up any second. Well, I don't know exactly when it happened, but he is about an inch taller than me. Maybe more. He is loving it! It was so funny, we were looking in the mirror, and he was lording over me how he was taller than I am . Then  he shows the biceps he is working on from all the push ups he is doing at basketball practice. He is so proud of his muscles (it is really pretty cute to see him show his little guns) and then announced how his muscles were bigger than mine. So I pulled mine out....mine were pretty good, too. I warned him that even though he is taller, I can kick his butt (even if I haven't gone to the gym in a couple of months).

So much to do before his birthday and Easter. I  have to come up with some cash to purchase gifts and make Easter baskets. I think the two younger boys would be sad if I did not have Easter baskets on Easter morning. I don't know about dying eggs this year, but if they really want to do it, we will find the time.

I can't believe that Christiaan, my oldest, has a league game (bball) on Friday and a tournament scheduled for Saturday and Sunday. They will try to make all of the tournament games for Saturday, but otherwise, he will have to miss the (Easter) Sunday game. He has never missed a tournament game on the basketball team. 

I think I will go out and enjoy this lovely day. I know we could use some rain, so hopefully someone will wash their car today!

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